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Reverend Mother Lucia walked silently along the corridor towards the cell of Sister Marie; the two had remained lovers since Sister Lucia had returned from the College of Correction and Redemption, just after Marie had taken her vows eighteen years earlier. From the cell of Sister Elizabeth, a pretty young nun of nineteen whom Reverend Mother really found most attractive, came the unmistakable sound of a female orgasm, followed by an anxious voice exhorting silence. Throwing open the cell door, the Reverend Mother was greeted by the sight of two naked female bodies, Sister Elizabeth and the thirty-five year old Sister Immaculata.
As she entered, both realised who had interrupted them, and Sister Immaculata grabbed her habit to hide her nakedness. Sister Elizabeth could only try to wrap herself in her blanket.
"Sister Elizabeth, you will come with me, now. Do not bother to dress, you have disgraced the habit too much to be allowed to wear it. You can walk with me to my study naked," said the Reverend Mother with a look of outrage on her face, "Sister Immaculata, you will return to your own cell and pray for forgiveness. You will attend me in my study in two hours."
Taking the younger miscreant by the ear, painfully, she swept from the cell, releasing the weeping Sister Elizabeth to trail along behind her. The Reverend Mother's stern expression very effectively hid the excitement in her innermost core at the thought of punishing these two severely.
'The younger one can go to Monsignor Flavin, just as I did, ' she decided, 'A spell on her back with men doing all manner of things to her will soften her up nicely. Meanwhile Sister Immaculata can do penance by servicing me, and indulging my little whims. It will be nice to have one to whip occasionally without fear of her complaining.'
In her study, Reverend Mother Lucia looked the naked girl up and down, noting the young firm breasts and the entrancing triangle of red hair covering her private parts, slightly darker than that on her head. This was going to be a very pleasing two hours, for the tormentor at least. She wasted no time on small talk.
"You, a filthy child of Satan, can leave the Convent tonight. Out of Christian charity we will give you a shift, and a pair of sandals, but that is all."
Sister Elizabeth burst into floods of tears and begged the Reverend Mother to let her stay. She offered to do any menial jobs that the Mother Superior wished to impose on her, and to do any penance, and to live on bread and water, if only she could stay.
"Furthermore, before you leave, I will scourge you thoroughly," continued the implacable older woman, taking up a knout from her prie-dieu, "Go and kneel beside my bed and lay your vile body forward over it."
Sister Elizabeth did not move, but continued to plead. Reverend Mother Lucia swung her arm and the knout landed across the back of the young nun's bare legs, causing her to scream, but she moved quickly to the appointed position. As she moved across the room and knelt beside the bed, her breasts and bottom bounced in a truly delectable way, and it was all the Reverend Mother could do to keep from touching either her young victim or her own sopping wet body.
The older woman put down the knout and took up her cane. She moved a chair to a convenient position beside her bed, where she could sit and still deliver the thrashing which was to come, yet within easy reach of the tender young flesh if she leant forward just a little. She watched with interest as Sister Elizabeth's buttocks clenched and unclenched in anticipation of the pain to come. The Mother Superior had all the time she needed, so she waited patiently until the frightened girl relaxed a little.
'Nobody can keep their muscles clenched tight for very long, ' she thought.
Sure enough after half a minute or so the muscles which had twitched her target so delightfully stopped their dance. The older woman struck with devastating speed.
THWACK!
A narrow line of red appeared across the buttocks, but no sound came from their owner. The pain was so great and so sudden that she could not draw breath to scream. As her face started to turn blue, the Mother Superior had mercy on her.
THWACK!
A second line of abused discoloured flesh appeared and had the desired effect; Sister Elizabeth drew in a breath and let out an enormous howl of pain which redoubled as the Reverend Mother rubbed at the damaged skin to be sure it was not bleeding.
As she stroked the tempting spheres before her, she asked, in a kindly voice, "Will you go back to your parents' house?"
"N-no Reverend Mother, I cannot do that. They disowned me when they sent me to the Convent, and I have neither seen nor spoken to them since," replied the nun, puzzled by the kindness in her superior's voice.
THWACK!
The cane spoke again, across the upper part of her lower back this time, expertly applied so that the line of agony was close to, but not touching the first two. More howls followed, and the Reverend Mother was beside herself with conflicting desires, to console the girl physically, and yet to hurt her even more.
Again the voice was deceptively kind, "What will you do then, in the middle of the night, in a poor area of the city with no home, no food, no money and almost no clothes?"
"I-I d-don't k-know," the girl stammered.
"Perhaps someone will be kind enough to take you home with him, and to feed and clothe you while you spend your days praying," came the rejoinder, no trace of sarcasm in the tone of voice, "Of course, he will expect some little things of you in return. Can you guess what they might be?"
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He saw a very ordinary bedroom with a youngish woman wearing a flowered dress such as many of his parishioners might wear at home. He breathed a sigh of relief, for he had been very apprehensive about this whole concept. "Hullo," he said, and then was completely at a loss as to how to proceed. The Merciful Nun was able, after well over a year in the College, to handle this situation, a young priest who was new to visiting her. She smiled and said, "Welcome. I am here for your pleasure,...
Sister Lucia woke when one of the nondescript servant girls in a grey smock brought her some hot tea, and bread and cheese early the next morning. When the prisoner started to ask a question, the skivvy looked very frightened and almost ran from the room. However, she left a bundle behind which proved to contain a nun's habit, complete with Swiss wimple, though no under-clothing. Sister Lucia donned such clothes as there were quickly, and with some relief; then she sat and ate the bread and...
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About mid-morning, well after Sister Lucia had said in solitude the morning offices of Matins, Lauds, Prime and Terce, a servant came to her room and indicated that she was to go with her. Again they passed along the corridors and she was led into Monsignor Flavin's study. Standing before his desk, she felt quite ill at ease, not thinking it was her place to initiate the conversation, but unsure of what he might say to her. After what felt like an age, he finally stood up, walked round the...
The journey from the College of Correction and Redemption back to the Convent was again in a closed carriage under the cover of darkness. She was met at the door by the Reverend Mother herself and escorted straight to the infirmary. "You will stay here," the older woman ordered, "Until your child is born. Then, and only then, will you be allowed back into the company of decent nuns." "Reverend Mother..." Waving away Sister Lucia's attempts to ask questions, she continued, "As to...
It was close to midnight when Mother Superior was passing the dormitories and saw a figure walking along the corridor ahead of her. Fascinated, she watched as the woman went in to Sister Lucia's cell and shut the door. 'I wonder where Sister Lucia has been at this hour?' she mused, 'The facilities are the other way, so it musty have been to a dormitory.' She went back to her own cell, but continued to worry about the movement she had seen. Eventually she gave up trying to think of a...
Visitors of many kinds came and went as the weeks went by. Some wanted to seduce a nun, others to humiliate a young wife; some to dally with what they called a French maid; one asked her to sing to him first; still others merely wanted to spend their passion into her body and leave as quickly as possible. Some visited only once, others soon became regulars. Often Molly was punished at the end of the visits for some error, real or imagined, and she came to realise that this was for their...
For the next three days life followed its usual routine. Sister Lucia rose early, said her own Divine Offices at the appointed hours, washed, ate her meals, and spent the rest of her time in silent prayer and contemplation. Almost every day she visited Monsignor Flavin whose use of her had not changed. In many ways she was, she supposed, happier here, without any distractions, than she had been in the Convent. On the fourth morning after the Bishop's visit, with Molly firmly hidden in the...
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Although he usually sent messages via the servant girls, Monsignor Flavin came to Sister Lucia's cell in person to tell her to expect a visitor in an hour or so. She was to go with the servant girl carrying a dress and change into it. The servant would then take her habit away and return it after the visitor had left. In Molly's room she quickly undressed, no longer embarrassed at the presence of the servant, and slipped on the dress. Since there were no underclothes, she assumed she was...
An hour later she still waited in her new room for the Bishop to arrive. She was full of trepidation, but convinced that she knew what was expected of her. The Bishop would want to touch her, and to have her suck his male organ, as Monsignor Flavin did. What she wondered was whether she could do it with a different man, and one as important as the Bishop. At least if her nerves were bad, he would see the reluctance he had asked for. Afterwards, Molly expected, he would want to punish her,...
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Her relief was short-lived as the Monsignor took a knout from a drawer in his desk and offered it to her. "This is what you will use to purge yourself of any sins you may feel you have committed, Sister. Here it replaces confession; when you believe you have purged yourself sufficiently, you are absolved of the sins you have remembered, just as if you had confessed them and performed the penance set by the priest," he said. She took the whip and looked at. She had never seen its like...
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